(Well, this is Chapter 2. This story got generally positive remarks, and you people seemed to like the intimacy displayed in the first chapter. Well, that continues here, but this isn't a lemon. It does get a little racy with a shower scene and there's some more groping, but nothing worse then what's in the first chapter. For those that ask I'm going to try to pace their relationship to a real relationship, not 'I like you...' and two paragraphs later they've had sex. Any student who asks a girl out and she sleeps with him on the first date is in a relationship that isn't going to last long, as no woman will rush sex with a man they REALLY like, and this story isn't in some great dimension where you can have sex and there not be any consequences for the act. Anyway, if you don't like that, I'm sorry, but I write what I wanna write. If you don't like it, the internet's a free goddamn place and you can always read one of the other BILLIONS of stories on this site, at least a million of which are probably lemons. Someone commented that they felt as if Shizuku wasn't as playful in this story, and I hope that her actions in this chapter ratify that. Anyway, enjoy the chap!)
Chapter 2
30 minutes later Shizuku and I are walking back to her house. I called my folks and told them that a crazy gunman came around and blew holes in the walls of the house, and got the name of the insurance company they deal with. I've told myself I'll call the insurance company tomorrow, though now Shizuku and I walk hand and hand back to her house. She holds onto my arm, smiling happily as we walk.
"You sure seem happy Madam President."
She looks up at me, scowling suddenly.
"What did I tell you Natsuru?"
I grin mischievously, knowing that she'd react to my calling her Madam President rather then her name.
"I know Shizuku." I smile at her. "You just look cute when you scowl."
She blushes, looking even cuter and quickly looks away in embarrassment.
"Natsuru, you know how I feel about you…" She mutters, and I nod, gently touching her cheek.
"I know Shizuku." I say as I gently tilt her face toward me, kissing her lightly.
As I pull my lips back and open my eyes, she has a smile on her lips.
"Natsuru…" She mutters, her hand touching me on my chest, and I can feel her breasts against my right arm, the soft flesh warm, even through her blouse.
"Shizuku… I…"
She kisses me again, and this time her tongue slips into my mouth, coiling and twisting around my own.
10 minutes later we're at Shizuku's front door. During the majority of the trip we kissed and held hands, and I can honestly say that things have been getting hot and heavy between us, and it makes the hair stand on the back of my neck when I think about it, a chill running down my spine at what could happen if the two of us had sex…
She could get pregnant, and then we'd have to choose whether or not to have the baby, and we're both still students…
That thought is sufficient enough to kill my libido…
"Natsuru?" Her voice pulls me from my thoughts, and I blink, seeing that we're again standing inside her home near the door.
"What's up Shizuku?" I ask, blinking away the daze.
"You look like you were thinking about something. I was just curious."
I shake my head.
"It wasn't anything important." I say with a smile scratching the back of my head.
She looks at me with scrutiny in her gaze, studying me closely.
"All right…" She hesitantly agrees. "Let me take your bag, I'll put it into my room."
"Don't you have a guest bedroom?"
She looks at me questioningly as I hand her the over night bag and my school bag.
"Do you not want to share a bed with me?"
"Shizuku, I think sex when I've only just asked you out is a little fast..."
She grins, looking at me mischievously.
"I didn't say anything about sex Natsuru; you really should get your mind out of the gutter."
On that note she takes my bags up the steps, and I sigh in resignation as she disappears at the top of the steps. I stand near the door, waiting as patiently as I can while Shizuku appears at the top of the steps, calmly walking down the steps.
"Well…" I hesitantly begin. "What should we do now?"
"Wanna watch a movie?" Shizuku asks. "We've got a lot of DVDs, and there's even pay per view…"
"You sure your folks won't get mad if we did something like that?"
She shakes her head no.
"I've never had a problem before."
She turns, heading back for the stairs.
"Where are you going?" I ask, watching as she gets up to the third step.
"I'm going to go change into something more comfortable." She explains as she climbs the stairs.
That sends a chill down my spine.
"Uh Shizuku, I don't want to do something we might regret…"
She smiles, standing at the top of the stairs.
"I remember Natsuru." She says with a mischievous smile, and then walks out of sight.
I shake my head, sighing as I walk into the living room, slipping the overnight bag onto the floor in front of the sofa before I sit down on the couch. I lean back into the sofa, closing my eyes and sighing again.
What have I got myself into? When she asked me to spend the night I thought that I made it clear that I didn't want to have sex yet. I only just asked her to be my girlfriend, and that 'date' we went on was hardly a date. I mean she's made out with me before and we've kissed, but sex is SEX, and if she ended up pregnant, it could change our lives forever…
"Natsuru…" Her voice pulls me from my thoughts.
My head spins toward the archway, and what I see makes my mouth drop. Shizuku now wears a lacy pink teddy that leaves very little to the imagination. She slowly turns, showing me her bare back and legs, her butt hardly covered by the garment.
"What do you think?" She asks, and I shut my mouth, looking away in embarrassment.
"You look really good Shizuku."
She sits down next to me, pressing her body against mine with a satisfied smile on her face.
"I'm glad to hear that Natsuru. I bought this just for you."
I blush in embarrassment, doing anything I can not to look at Shizuku in the skimpy lingerie.
"That's nice…but how did you know that I was going to ask you to be my girlfriend?"
I glance to her face and see her smiling evilly.
"I didn't…" She says, pressing her breasts against my left arm.
"Shizuku…I don't…" I mutter, and Shizuku smiles. "Are you trying to tempt me?"
"A little…" She says with false innocence in her tone. "Is it working?" She asks, her expression telling me that the question is rhetorical, and she knows full well how much she's turning me on.
"I think you're really beautiful Shizuku, and I don't have any protection, so I can't have sex with you. I don't want you to get pregnant."
She smiles.
"I know Natsuru, I just like teasing you." She playfully says. "Your blushing face is just so adorable. I can't get enough of it."
I look away in embarrassment.
"You're just teasing me Shizuku?"
I feel her hand on my shoulder, and I look to see her looking at me with lust in her eyes.
"If you want Natsuru, I'll give you everything..."
A chill runs down my spine at the seriousness in her voice.
"Shizuku…"
I lean my head in, going to kiss her and I feel her lips meet mine. My hands move, somehow finding her supple chest and gently massaging them through the teddy. A moan escapes her lips, and she pushes me down, breaking our kiss and surprising me as she leans over me, her hair falling around me.
"Shizuku…" I mutter, not knowing what to say.
"Natsuru, I love you…"
She kisses me again, and I adjust my legs as she presses her body against mine, with her straddling me I can feel her through the teddy, her soft breasts, the smooth skin of her stomach and thighs…
"Shizuku…" I manage to whisper with her face so close to mine…
"Natsuru…you've seen me, now I want to see you…"
My eyes immediately glance down, and she smiles playfully at me.
"Your chest…" She says, getting her hands beneath the bottom of my shirt. "Let me see it."
I force myself not to visibly react in relief, instead I nod.
"Sure…"
Leaning forward slightly, Shizuku arches her back, allowing me to get my shirt up and over my head, and once the garment is gone I feel her warm hands on my bare chest, and I lay back down only to feel her body come to rest against mine, her head on my chest, her hands idly dancing across my chest and my ribs.
"That tickles…" I mutter as her left hand slides across my left side, and a smile comes to her face.
"Oh…"
Almost immediately her hands pounce on my sides, her fingers poking into my ribs and tickling me mercilessly.
"Ga! No! Ha-ha THAT TICKLES!" I protest, but she continues, giggling as she torments me.
"Fu-fu-fu… I had no idea you were the ticklish type Natsuru…" She continues, her hands going up and down my sides.
"Shizuku! Please stop! It hurts…" I cry out between laughs.
Her hands stop moving, and I breathe a sigh of relief as I look up at her, and I see her smiling down at me.
"You're cute Natsuru." She says, giving me a peck on the lips.
"Shizuku…"
She puts her head on my chest, closing her eyes.
"Can I stay like this for a while Natsuru?"
"Yeah, I don't mind…"
For the next 3 hours I am content to simply enjoy her lying on top of me. She isn't that heavy, though after 3 hours of not going to bathroom a certain urge begins to rear its ugly head, and after 3 hours it's to the point where I can no longer ignore it.
"Shizuku, I kinda have to use the bathroom."
She her head rises, looking down at me with that playful smirk I'm used to seeing on her face, a feeling of dread forming at the sight of the expression.
"Just do it in your pants." She says seriously, and for a moment I can't believe what I'm hearing.
The two of us are dead silent, and then she starts to giggle.
"Natsuru…did you…believe me…?" She asks between laughs, and I sigh heavily as she gets off of me, standing up straight.
"Bathroom is upstairs, first door on the left."
"Thank you."
I get up and go upstairs, going to the bathroom I do what I have to do, making sure I wash my hands afterward and coming back down stairs I see Shizuku sitting in the living room with the lights off with a remote in hand, the TV flipping through the channels. She looks up upon me walking through the archway into the living room, and she smiles at me.
"That new Transformers movie is out on Pay per View, have you seen it yet?"
I shake my head no.
"Nope. I've seen the first 2 though."
"Wanna watch the third?"
I nod, sitting down next to her. She presses some buttons on the remote, and once the movie begins on the big screen she leans on my shoulder, and I relax into the sofa, enjoying the time spent with the girl.
Nearly 3 hours later the movie ends, and Shizuku leans against me, the closing credits of the movie slowly rising up and off the screen.
"What do you want to do now?" I ask.
She snuggles next to me, apparently unwilling to move. She sits leaning against me, and with the teddy I have an almost unobstructed view of her breasts, and I can't say that it isn't having an affect on me.
"Just let it go, it'll automatically replay." She says, and her left hand touches my crotch, holding the bulge there. "Besides, isn't dealing with this more important?" She playfully asks with a smile.
"Uh, Shizuku, I don't think that's really important."
She smiles, looking at me with a seductive look on her face, her hand still on my groin.
"Your mouth tells lies, but your body is ALWAYS honest…"
"It isn't that I don't want to! I really do want to be with you, but I couldn't forgive myself if you got pregnant!"
Shizuku's smile changes, loosing some of the sensuality and gaining an honest appreciative quality.
"That's one of things I love about you Natsuru." She says, kissing me on my lips. "You're always worried about me…"
The next morning Shizuku wakes me up, gently shaking me.
"Natsuru, its 6 am."
I open my eyes, sitting up I groggily look around before wiping my eyes to clear them. Shizuku lies on my right, and the two of us are in her bed.
We didn't do anything last night, I'm still wearing my boxers and a night shirt and she's still wearing the shirt she wears to bed. We ordered take out for dinner and watched movies together before we just went to bed together, nothing happened…
"Natsuru?" She asks, and I blink, pushing my thoughts aside.
"Thank you Shizuku." I thank her, gently kissing her on the cheek fully aware of morning breath. "You want the bathroom first, or should I go first?"
A sly smile comes to her lips.
"We can always shower together…"
The hairs stand on the back of my neck in surprise at the mention of the idea.
"Shizuku…I really don't think that'll be a good idea." I admit, scratching the back of my head in embarrassment.
She smiles, taking my hand she steps up off of the bed, pulling me up and off the bed.
"It'll be okay Natsuru. I promise it'll be all right." She says reassuringly.
Being pulled by her, I don't really have any choice other than to use force to physically stop her or go along with her. She pulls me out of her bedroom and into the bathroom, closing the door behind us.
"Shizuku, I…" I stutter, watching as she pulls the shirt from her body, revealing her beautiful naked body.
I blush, looking away in embarrassment.
"Natsuru, why are you embarrassed?"
"You-you're a girl, and I'm a guy, and I've never seen a woman naked before, not unless you count magazines and earlier yesterday…"
I feel her hand on my cheek, and she gently turns my head toward her, a sincere expression on her face.
"Am I not good enough for you Natsuru?"
"NO!" I practically yell, clasping my hand over my mouth in surprise at the volume of my own voice. "No, you're very beautiful Shizuku…"
She smiles, her hand finding the collar of the white button down shirt I wear to bed.
"Just relax Natsuru everything will be fine, I promise."
With nothing more then her assurance that everything will be fine I reluctantly get naked. Unfortunately, the morning condition combined with Shizuku standing naked less then a foot away ensures that I'm at full attention, soliciting a smile from Shizuku.
"You've got a nice schwert there." She says, glancing down at my crotch.
I blush, my hands futilely moving to my groin and covering it.
"I'm a virgin, and with morning wood…" I mutter, and Shizuku smiles, pulling the shower curtain back.
Stepping inside the curtain, Shizuku bids me to follow her.
"Come Natsuru." She bids me and I force myself not to think about the double meaning to her words.
Baseball, grass growing, grandma in her nightgown…
Stepping into the shower I force myself to think about anything other than sex, and as Shizuku closes the curtain and starts the water, the heat from the water does help to relax me, and she grabs shampoo from a rack of soaps inside the shower, opening the top of the bottle.
"Would you wash my hair for me? It gets a little difficult to clean when it's this long…"
I practically jump out of my skin at the opportunity to do something, a task to occupy my mind that doesn't have anything to do with sex.
"Sure." I answer, by now both Shizuku and I are soaking wet from the shower. "I'll help however I can."
"Hold out your hands then." She asks, and I oblige, Shizuku squirting some of the shampoo into my hands. "Lather it into my hair; try not to pull on it."
"Okay."
Always having short hair, I have no idea how to really wash longer hair, so I try to be as gentle as possible as I massage the shampoo into her scalp and then down her long locks, and I concentrate on her hair, doing everything in my power not to look at her butt or anything other then her hair as I clean her hair for her.
"You're really good at this Natsuru. I feel like a princess…"
I blush at the compliment, gently tending to her hair.
"Thanks, though I hope I did it right." I tell her, stepping back away from her.
She turns around, tilting her head back to allow the shower water to permeate her hair and flow down her strands, and it's then that I notice that her nipples are firmer looking, not as soft looking as before…
Did she get excited by my washing her hair? Don't a woman's breasts react by getting harder when they're aroused? It could be that she's cold too, don't go over thinking things…
As the soap slides off her hair, she smiles, taking a step toward me and I feel her breasts gently press against my chest, my shaft rubbing against her lower stomach.
"I can feel something hard pressing against my stomach…"
"You're a beautiful woman Shizuku, and all wet like that…"
She smiles.
"You look scrumptious too Natsuru." She says, licking her lips.
School, nuns, old witches with giant warts on their noses…
"We should shower Shizuku; we have to go to school in a few hours."
She nods, sighing in resignation.
"I know Natsuru, now we'll scrub one another; I promise I won't tease you if you don't tease me."
I nod, relaxing just a little.
30 minutes later both Shizuku and I emerge from the shower, wet but clean, and fortunately neither of us have lost our virginity, though things did get hot and heavy, especially when we touched each other's 'naughty' parts…
She hands me a towel, and I gratefully take it, using it towel off my hair and then towel off my body as Shizuku wraps herself in a towel and goes to the sink, where a nearby hair dryer is hanging. She turns on the hair dryer, blow drying her hair while I dry off. Once I'm dry, I look up at her to see her still blow drying her hair.
"I'm gonna go get dressed, want me to make something for breakfast?"
"That's okay, I'll make breakfast once I'm done here, and we still have over an hour and a half to get to school."
I nod.
"All right, well let me know if you want me to help out. I feel bad just sitting around doing nothing while you do all the work."
"Don't worry about it Natsuru." She says, smiling at me as she moves the blow dryer up and down her hair.
"All right, I'll go get dressed."
With that I grab my discarded clothes and head for her room. Once I'm in her room, I open the over night bag I brought and grab a school uniform and some underwear from inside. Putting the clothes on I dress, grabbing a pair of socks and putting them on before I move to the mirror in Shizuku's room, making sure I look presentable before I run my hands through my hair, straightening it.
I pack up my clothes, making sure to get everything I brought back into the bag. Not long after I finish packing I hear soft footsteps in the hall, turning my head to see the door open and Shizuku stride into the room naked as the day she was born, not a hint of embarrassment on her as she walks to her closet, opening it and beginning to dress.
"I'll head downstairs!" I blurt, practically flying from her room before she can say a word.
I practically fly down the steps, and once I'm downstairs I breathe a sigh of relief. I set my bag down near the door, heading into the living room and flopping down on the sofa.
I got through that and didn't do anything. It was really hard, figuratively and literally. Then there's school, do we tell people that we're an item? I mean Mikoto and Akane both know that I've chosen Shizuku, but what should I say about it? I mean, she's the student council president and she even has her own fan club for Kami's sake! If they find out that I'm her boyfriend they'll lynch me, or maybe they'll do something even worse! Fortunately Shizuku's fans seem to be masochists, so if she tells them to leave me alone it's possible they'll leave me alone. Though I doubt that even if she does tell them to lay off that they will. I'll have to talk with her about it, though I can almost guarantee that she'll want to tell everyone we're together, and what we were doing yesterday and this morning…
That sends a chill down my spine.
If her fan club found out that we were in anyway intimate or that I'd showered together with her then they'll skin me alive! Plus there's no idea what Higashida will do when he learns that I've become so close to the girl he likes! Then there's the fact that I'm supposedly dating my female self. I suppose that rumor will be shot out the window when I start saying that I was never dating the female Seno Natsuru, and I'll have to be careful not to transform into my Kampfer form at school after today. Even if I somehow manage to conceal the fact that I am both the male and female Seno Natsuru, then every member of my female self's fan club will be scrambling after me like moth's drawn to a flame…
It's then that footsteps come down the steps, and I look to the steps to see Shizuku coming down the steps wearing her school uniform. At the bottom of the steps she turns and walks into the living room, stopping in the archway.
"What do you want for breakfast Natsuru?"
I shrug my shoulders.
"Whatever you want to make Shizuku, I can't really ask you to make anything, since I'm imposing…"
She smiles, striding to the sofa she bends down, her lips inches from mine.
"That's what I like about you Natsuru." She says, giving me a quick kiss.
She stands up straight, smiling at me.
"I'll go make breakfast then." She says and heads for the only other exit in the living room.
I get up, as much to stay with her as to learn more about the lay out of the house. Walking behind her I see that the dining area 'behind' the living room is connected to a kitchen, the dining room half the size of the of the living room, the full kitchen filling the other half of the space, an archway leading to the entrance hallway in the kitchen. Looking at it all, I find that the dining room and kitchen are actually deeper then the living room, the dining room and kitchen taking up more then half of the floor space of the bottom floor.
The dining room has hardwood floors, like the living room, and the dining room table is made of black metal, the 4 chairs matching the table with dark cushions. The kitchen walls are white and with white tile floors. The counters look to be faux granite, and Shizuku steps into the kitchen, casually opening the cabinets and counters and going to work.
80 minutes later Shizuku and I are walking to school. Like what is quickly becoming 'normal' Shizuku has her arms wrapped around my left arm and her breasts pressing against my arm. She smiles happily as we walk, and I can't even begin to imagine how the students at school are going to react to my relationship with her.
So why waste time thinking about it? She's the student council president and you're a slob. People will react however they're going to react, so the only thing you can do is get it over with…
As we approach the school, I see two familiar figures standing near the entrance to the girl's side of the school. They both lean against the fence, one looking more patient then the other…
Akane, Mikoto?
Seeing both Shizuku and me approaching the school, Mikoto pushes herself off of the wall, Akane doing the same a moment later. The two of them stand side by side as we approach, and I stop with Shizuku still right next to me. She seems to hold onto to me tighter, looking at both Mikoto and Akane with a look that is less then happy.
"Mishima-san, Kondo-san…" I say in greeting, speaking formally to both of them.
"Natsuru…" The shy Akane says while pressing her fingers together she looks away in embarrassment.
Mikoto however isn't embarrassed, and her tone is quite adamant.
"Natsuru, neither Akane-chan nor I are giving up on you!" She blurts out, and my mouth nearly drops.
Shizuku somehow holds me tighter, staking her claim.
"Natsuru chose me; you both should just let us be happy." She tells both of them.
Mikoto shakes her head.
"We aren't going to try and break you two up, but just because Natsuru chose you Madam President doesn't mean that you're the one he'll end up with. Both Akane-chan and I agree that we both still like him, and that if the two of you break up we're going to be there."
So they're telling her that if we call it quits they're going to be here to catch me on the rebound?
"Natsuru and I love each other!" Shizuku adamantly declares.
A crowd begins to gather, and I look around, the mostly female crowd looking on and whispering amongst themselves.
"Isn't that the Student Council President?"
"Isn't that Seno Natsuru, what's he doing with the Student Council President?"
"Are they a couple? Isn't he dating the female Seno Natsuru?"
"I'm gonna be late, gotta go, bye!" I quickly blurt out, somehow managing to pull my arm from Shizuku's grasp and getting past Akane and Mikoto as I take off to a run, heading for the boy's side of the school.
Getting to my homeroom I'm grateful to see that there aren't very many students in the classroom yet. Plopping into my seat I sigh in exhaustion, my head dropping forehead first onto the desk with a CRACK!
"Ow…" I mutter, not even bothering to move my head an inch.
First I get told that I've got two female sharks in the water waiting for Shizuku to dump me so they can pick up the pieces, then people start gathering and now rumors will begin to fly? Kami what in the world did I ever do to deserve this?
"Seno…!" A familiar voice enters my ears.
Higashida…?
I sit up to see my friend walking to my desk with angry stomps, the brown haired boy stopping directly in front of me.
"Are the rumors true? Are you and the Madam President really in a relationship?"
"Uh…"
He reaches out, grabbing me by the collar.
"Tell me it isn't true man!" He voice cracking as he pleads with me. "Tell me you don't have BOTH the female Natsuru AND Shizuku-sama!?"
I look away in embarrassment, avoiding his eyes.
"I'm not dating the female Natsuru, so I can't have both…" I answer, and I glance to see desperation in his eyes.
"So you're dating Madam President? I thought you liked Sakura-san?!"
I nod reluctantly.
"Yeah, I asked Shizuku out yesterday and she said yes…" I answer, ignoring his question about Sakura.
He lets go of my collar, looking up at the ceiling in questioning.
"WHY KAMI? Why does this slob get the hot chicks and I can't even get a wink!?"
"Slob huh…?" I mutter, and he looks down at me, shaking his head.
"Oh, I meant to tell you, you have some visitors."
"Visitors?"
Higashida motions with his thumb toward the door at the front of the classroom.
I get up and walk past him toward the door, and when I open it, I can honestly say I'm surprised…
A group of 20 guys wearing white headbands stand clustered around the door. They all wear the Seitetsu uniform, and all of the head bands have Shizuku's name written on them with a pink heart between her first and last name. Upon seeing me all 20 of them look at me with murder in their eyes…
"Seno Natsuru! We are the 'Please Scold Me Sango Shizuku-sama' club! We're here to punish you for violating our dreams of being with Shizuku-sama!" One of them decrees.
"…What…" I mutter dryly.
One of the men produces a rope from somewhere, lashing out with it like a whip toward me.
"Get him!" One of them yells.
"Skin him alive!" Another man cries.
I do what I've learned to do thanks to being a Kampfer. I avoid the rope and take off like a bat out of hell for the other door at the rear of the classroom. I hit it running, barreling through a group of men I keep running, adrenaline pumping into my system and giving me the strength I need to push through and get an open stretch of hallway in front of me.
Gotta run, gotta run, gogogogogogogogogo!
20 minutes later I stand in a dark broom closet, hand over my mouth to silence my breathing, my heart beating like a trip hammer in my chest. I strain to listen, trying to hear the sounds of the pursing Shizuku groupies that are out for my blood…
What'd you expect, them to just pat you on the back and say good luck defiling the woman we've devoted ourselves to in watching from afar? How would you have felt if Sakura had a boyfriend before you became a Kampfer, wouldn't you have been jealous at that guy? Not that it really matters though; Sakura is a lesbian and only thinks of me as a dirty man…
I do my best to take short, quiet breaths as I listen, and the sound of the school's warning bell rings, telling me that I have to get to homeroom or I'll be considered late.
"Shit…" I mutter, sounding annoyed.
I move to the door, taking a deep breath I open it slowly, peeking out to see if anyone is in the hall and I find it thankfully empty. Sighing in relief I jog back to my homeroom, and the warning bell rings as I hit the door, the male teacher eying me as I move to my seat.
"You were almost late Seno, don't let it happen again."
"Yes, sensei." I answer.
Sitting down, I feel relief at being back in a class for a split second, until the teacher turns around to face the board and 56 eyes suddenly glare daggers at me.
"That bastard is dating Madam President, and the female Natsuru too, goddamn player. Bet he's got them both duped…" I hear a classmate mutter.
"Why's that slob getting all the hot tail?" Another classmate whispers.
I sigh, my head lulling forward in exhaustion.
I give up, check please…